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It was a case of self help all the time in those days we baked our
own bread in a brick oven and what delicious home made bread it was
made our own candles in moulds holding a dozen at a time [tallow & unso]?
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(a pig in a poke it turned out to be in
more senses than one)
place and Booral wharf at the tidal
head of the Karnah river, and landed
any stores for us on the way up-
My parents were very hospitable and never
refused refreshment or shelter to anyone requiring
same - We occasionally had some queer casual
visitors I remember an amusing incident connected
with one of these - amusing to us but not so funny
to the chief actor concerned -- He was a little tailor
from Newcastle who came to have a look at
an allotment of land he had purchased at some
sale without having seen it -When wandering
amongst some ferns on hospital hill some
400 or 500 yds from our house trying to find the
pegs of his lot, he disturbed a wild pig a savage
boar that charged him at once the poor little chap
fled in terror with the boar in hot pursuit
he managed to reach our house in safety only to fall
exhausted on the floor - We could see the boar through
the window walking about the yard gnashing his
tusks and foaming at the mouth- My father who was
a man of great nerve and coolness loaded his gun and
in spite of our protests walked quietly out to interview
the brute - the boar charged at once. my father allowed